He had a face right out of film noir, a face meant to be shot in black and white, parallel shadows of venetian blinds slashing across it, a plume of cigarette smoke spiraling beside it.

What is love? It's not empathy, nor kindness. Empathy takes two, the one who hurts and the one who empathizes. Kindness takes two, the one who gives and the one who takes. But love takes just one. The two get together into one. They don't separate. The "I" and the "you" disappear. I LOVE MEANS I DISAPPEAR..

EVERY SECOND OF TODAY
DETERMINES
EVERY SECOND OF TOMORROW

If there wasn&#39;t any business and it was just strictly basketball, then there would be no issue, it would probably be done by now. But the team has to protect.

Written By Jason Kidd

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